Running for Love
Her face deep in her pink lavender pillow, she stretches her arms and legs out in an attempt to awaken just enough to cut her alarm off. She didn't look at her watch or the clock she just knew that any minute the beeping of the alarm would send chills to her body. In a stroke of evil geniuses she had chosen to place her alarm as far away from her bed as possible. In doing so she had to get up every morning just before 0400 to prevent the annoying beeping sound. Today must have been a good day because today Arizona Robbins woke up 30 min before the alarm. Feeling refreshed she placed on her blue jogging suite and pushed the timer on the coffee maker then headed out. As she took her first steps on the silent rode all her worries faded, the second step brought a sense of calm, the third a smile. This is why she loved to run no matter what was going on the second she was in her element it all seem to fade. Arizona Robbins was at home with the road. Even though it sucked to get up at 0400 every morning rain or shine it was worth it to be the only one on the road.
"Man I love this"
Just as she hit her four mile stride Arizona saw a figure shaking in the distant. The doctor genes kicked in over drive and she picked up her pace. As she got near the figure all the sudden laid on its back.
"Are you ok!" Arizona yelled as she place a hand on the vision of perfection that laid before her rubbing her chest.
"WHAT" Calliope's eyes snapped opened as the hand rubbed against her check.
"Are you ok" Arizona asked again this time forgetting her hand was still on the most perfect breast she'd ever seen.
"I'm fine now that your here" Calliope stated
A small blush played on Arizona's face but still confused.
"Could you at least buy me dinner first before you get to second base" Calliope stated.
"Uhm I'm sorry I was trying to umm sorry. Since your ok I'll continue on my run"
Arizona got up to but couldn't turn away.
"Hey are you seriously going to leave a damsel in distress"
Arizona opened her mouth but no worlds seemed to come out its as if Cupid himself had struck her with an arrow since she was sure that this woman had her heart.